Mo Qingcheng

Chapter 6

The maidservants of the Flower Demon King's Palace have recently heard rumors that there is an elegant, gentle and gentle Mr. Pian Pianjia from Yuanwei Xiaozhu. .

It's a pity that he doesn't seem to be too strong. The door is closed all day long, and the window is rarely opened for ventilation. Occasionally, when he opens the window, whenever the wind blows, the petals of Xiaozhu will flutter and dance, his nose will turn red, and the corners of his eyes will faintly bulge With tears shining, Wang looked at you with a pair of black and white eyes quite aggrieved.

Naturally, the maids don't know that there is a disease in the world called pollen allergy, and they don't know that when the number of petals in the air exceeds a certain level, even if Lu Xiaonian uses all his cultivation and exerts all his Buddha energy, he can't resist it.The consequence of holding back the itchy nose is that the eyes are hazy and the vision is blurry—the innocent court ladies only think that this young man from the outside world is very handsome, and he has the purity and holiness that the men of the Flower Demon Kingdom can never practice. Buddha-like, there is a kind of elegance and refined natural charm that cannot be ignored in his gestures; and whenever he blushes, showing a look of wanting to sneeze but desperately holding back, he looks very much like a bullied boy. Baby, so cute.

So all of a sudden, the court ladies' admiration and maternal love were intertwined, and their love for spring and affection flew together. Everyone tried their best to gather together from the palaces of the first prince, second prince, third prince, fourth prince, and others. When Yuanwei Xiaozhu greeted and cared for this young man in scarlet robe, he wished that he could arrange everything properly for him.

Although Lu Xiaonian was baffled by the many maids of the Flower Demon Kingdom that miraculously appeared around him, and wondered why his every move would be watched and cared about in various ways, but he was just like his father Jin Xixin, and he was never easily disturbed by external fluctuations. In addition, he has been practicing Jiulian Zen for many years, and has always been calm and upholding, and his work and rest are regular. No matter how noisy and chaotic, it will not cause him too much trouble.

At the main hall that day, the Flower Demon King promised that once all the birthday guests were settled properly, he would come to Yuanwei Xiaozhu to discuss the entrustment with him.In order to avoid hay fever, Lu Xiaonian simply stayed behind closed doors, meditating in the room with peace of mind, and quietly waiting for the opportunity to perform the task.

But he can calm down, but a certain person can't sit still.

Hua Moyi got up in the morning and wandered around in and out of her palace, but she couldn't find a maid, so she felt a big question mark in her heart.

The guard who was dozing off with a spear at the door was woken up by the second crown prince, and answered him with a confused stare: "Others? They should all go to Yuanwei Xiaozhu to visit Mr. Lu. In the past two or three days, the servants in all the palaces love him." Run there."

Mr. Lu, Iris Xiaozhu?

Only then did Hua Moyi vaguely recall that the little boy who made him unhappy when he met him for the first time was treated as a guest of honor by his father, and he was placed in the Iris House, the most beautiful courtyard in the whole palace, like a treasure. .

Surrounded by the lake, the Iris House is surrounded by the four seasons of flowing petals, overlapping flowers and colors, full of spring. It was his favorite place to play when he was young, and the scenery is unique.

Lu Xiaonian lives in Yuanwei Xiaozhu, it's just that the dove occupies the magpie's nest, why do the maidservants of the palaces go there as if they had made an appointment?

The guard rubbed his head, and Monk Zhang Er shook his head in confusion when faced with this question.

After thinking for a while, he hesitated and said: "Yesterday, I heard Xiao Cui'er and the others say that the young master has a good appearance and a graceful demeanor. Just looking at him from a distance makes him happy. In addition, he has a bit of a Buddhist temperament. It is rare in China..."

Hua Moyi immediately understood that most of the maidservants in the palaces were in the "cardamom years" as the outsiders said, and it was easy for a young girl to be seduced by a handsome young man during the Spring Festival.

The second prince immediately became angry.

It's really outrageous, a majestic and handsome second prince has been here for 270 years. If you don't look at it, Baba went to see a layman from abroad. Do you think that under the balance of the two, this son lost to Bad monk?

"I heard that the maidservants in the Grand Madam's uterus are rushing to work together, embroidering a picture of a hundred flowers blooming in spring to make a pillow cover for Mr. Lu──"

Return, embroider, flower!He has been the second crown prince for so many years, and at most, he was celebrated with a few glasses of sake by the maids in the palace on Huayao's day. It has never been his turn to be an embroidered female celebrity!More handsome than handsome, more popular than popular, Hua Moyi, who is known as the leader of the flower demon country, would lose to that little boy who is not doing his job properly? !

Hua Moyi thought viciously, no wonder he had a strong sense of disgust when he saw him at the first sight, that guy was clearly deliberately trying to steal his limelight, making his sad fate of not being able to marry a wife even worse!No, it's better to teach him a lesson as soon as possible, and realize that he is stepping on Hua Moyi's territory!

Forgetting her vow to settle accounts with Lu Xiaonian only after the curse was eliminated, Hua Moyi scattered countless flowers with a whoosh, and went straight to Iris Xiaozhu aggressively.

Before stepping into the surrounding lake, I heard the singing of warblers and swallows, laughter and joy in the elegant and beautiful small building in the center of the lake, so lively.

Looking closely, the inner door of Xiaozhu was half opened, and the young man in the scarlet robe that made people itch, was stepping on the threshold, as if he wanted to go out but hesitated; his sleeves were half raised, as if trying to cover his mouth and nose, He also worried that this kind of behavior would seem disrespectful to the circle of girls surrounding him, so he was stuck in the door in a dilemma.

Hua Moyi heard his deep voice, as if trying to suppress the discomfort: "...cough... I have to go out for something, this... please make way..."

"If you need anything, just tell me, why do you have to do it yourself, the servants are happy to do their best for you~~" This is the maid in the elder brother's palace.

"Yeah, Mr. Lu's complexion is not good, did he not have a good rest last night? The servant stewed a cup of ginseng and bird's nest soup, do you want to try the handicraft of the servant?" This sounded like a confidant around Fifth Sister.

"There is high-quality ambergris in my prince's hall, which has the function of calming the nerves and helping sleep. If you don't give up, slaves can go to the prince to borrow one or two~~~~~" This voice is absolutely correct, it is... Little Cui'er in Mo Yi's Palace...

Hua Moyi's pretty face was slightly distorted, covered by a dark cloud.

Facing the unstoppable enthusiasm of the maidservants, Lu Xiaonian retreated skillfully to avoid touching their skin; at the same time, he quickly thought about the way to deal with it, whether to retreat back into the small building decisively, find another way to leave, or ignore it. , Use your true energy to rush out?

Speaking of which, the women of the Flower Demon Country are really warm and thoughtful, Lu Xiaonian thought in a cold sweat, if he is not a practitioner, he might have the illusion that he will be eaten alive by them.

Back, or rush out?When Lu Xiaonian was in a dilemma, he suddenly felt a familiar murderous aura approaching him.He raised his eyes, and Hua Moyi, formed by the rain of flowers all over the sky, jumped down on his head from mid-air, and his slender fingers met his staring eyes in astonishment.

Hey, what is this messing about again?